I stare at that brightness
through a window.
It blinds my eyes, and I cannot reach it.
I want to be enveloped
by all of that light out there;
but it hurts my head, and now I cannot see it.
The afternoon is peaceful, and waiting on the other side...
static fills my ears and a sharp scent stings my nose;
in here is darkness.
I stretch out arm, underneath the crescent moon
glued to the ceiling, and receive a small taste of it...
I sit in this darkness, and I'm waiting, I'm waiting...
Waiting for these shadows to fall away,
and for the barrier to break...
until this side and the other side unite as one,
and in the place of this feeling comes normalcy, a happy glow.